Blondie frowned and said, "Mr. Price, is there something wrong with this chick? It's been five days, but she hasn't even left the house once. She's too much of a shut-in."Edmund rubbed his chin.'Did I scare her off that night?'Just then, Grasshead said, "Mr. Price, why don't we just barge in and grab her?"Whack!Blondie slapped him directly. "What era are you living in? Do you want to go back to prison?""Then what are we supposed to do? We can't keep wasting our time here," Grasshead grumbled, "Or, we can catch the two children who come to her every day. She'll definitely give in!"Whack!Blondie immediately slapped him on the head again."You're out of your f*cking mind! Those two children are Master Carter's! If you're tired of living, just jump into the lake by yourself!"Grasshead covered his head and grumbled, "Then, are we supposed to camp here forever?""Shut up!" Edmund shouted coldly.Blondie and Grasshead immediately went silent.At that moment, they saw Syl
Sylvia was stunned for a moment.Then, she turned to go out, only to find a man standing by the door.He leaned against the wall with his arms folded across his chest, looking at her coldly.Sylvia shrunk under his gaze and asked, "Where's Isabel and Liam?""They went out with Grandma."Her throat choked with anger. "Then why did you say they were at home?"She headed outside as she spoke.Bam!The open door slammed shut by his hand.Sylvia suddenly stopped, looking at him in panic and confusion.Odell stood where he was, leaning lazily against the wall.However, his expression was frigid.He looked at her and asked, "Why didn't you come to see the children for the past few nights?"Sylvia's eyes flickered, and she said, "They went to see me during the day, so I don't have to come again at night."She answered confidently.Odell's lips twitched. "Is that so?"Sylvia straightened her back. "Yeah.""They only went to your place for an hour or two a few days ago. Why didn
As soon as she spoke, Odell let go of her face.With disgust on his face, he shouted coldly, "Get out of my sight!"Sylvia went around him and ran out without saying a word.In the blink of an eye, she disappeared outside the door.Odell's tall figure was frozen in place, and his face was dark and sullen.However, his brain seemed to be poisoned. Her voice saying, “Don't tell me that you've fallen for me, your ex-wife” echoed in his mind.Impossible.She was a despicable woman. Even if he wanted to kiss her and do something to her before, it was only because she was a little beautiful.He would never fall in love with a woman like her!...Sylvia went back to her house.Since she came back in such a hurry, her heart was still racing.Her mood was also a little irritable.She went to the bathroom and rinsed her face with cold water to calm her emotions.She thought about it carefully.Before the divorce, she always did everything she could to please him.He was probably
Sylvia suddenly remembered that she promised to go for dinner with him a few days ago.However, what was “Lil Syl”?She thought about it and replied, "Tonight is fine. Where are we going to eat?"Sylvia was not afraid of him. She was just afraid that he would bring people to her place and block her again if he was unhappy.Furthermore, he was a gangster, so he could not be provoked.Edmund replied in seconds, "You choose. I'm fine wherever."Sylvia said, "How about the restaurant I brought you guys to last time?"That way, she could run away easily if anything happened.However, Edmund was displeased. "Do I look that stingy?"Sylvia was speechless and thought, 'Fine, I'm the stingy one.'Edmund quickly said, "Elysian House, 7 p.m. I'll wait for you in the best private room."Elysian House was a bona fide high-end restaurant.Since he wanted to be so extravagant, Sylvia did not hold back and replied, "Sure."In the evening, after sending the two little ones back to the old
"Okay." Edmund looked at them again. "None of you are allowed to order alcohol."Blondie and the others immediately froze. "Huh?"How could they come to this kind of place and not drink booze?It was so meaningless.The people looked at Edmund pitifully.However, Edmund merely gave them a cold look.The men had no choice but to simply order some juice.Sylvia was a little stunned. She thought about it and said, "Edmund, you guys can drink if you want. Don't mind me.""That won't do. They're the type to go wild if they drink."Sylvia pursed her lips at the words.Although they did not drink, they started to smoke before long.Sylvia could not stand the strong smell of smoke and quickly frowned.At this time, Edmund also threw the cigarette in his hand to the ground and shouted to them, "Put out all your cigs. No more smoking."Grasshead was aggrieved. "Mr. Price, we can't drink, and we can't smoke either?"Edmund glared at him and raised his finger to point at the wall. "D
Odell's cold gaze eased up slightly, and he pushed open the car door and got out.Tara hurriedly got out of the car and followed him.She took one of his arms and pretended not to know anything, saying, "Those people just now don't seem like they work on the right side of the law. Why was Sylvia laughing and talking with them?"After she spoke, Odell's expression was instantly clouded with another layer of gloom."The man in charge seems to be close to Sylvia." Tara went on to say, "Do you think they're dating?"Odell suddenly stopped in his tracks.Tara had been looking at him and saw his gloomy expression. It was as if he was a devil from hell. It was terrifying.She shrank in fear. "Odell, what's wrong?"He pursed his lips. "I'm fine."However, his voice was frigid.He was obviously unhappy.Tara pretended not to notice and rubbed against him, saying softly, "Let's go inside quickly. It's cold outside."Odell pursed his lips and entered Elysian House with her.An hour l
Isabel cried, "Liam, let me win!"A moment later, a victory chime sounded from the game.Isabel shouted happily, "Thanks, Liam!"Odell's eyes softened slightly, and he raised his hand to push the door open.The two little ones were sitting cross-legged on the floor, each holding a gamepad.Across the room hung a large screen that was showcasing a large-scale online racing game.The two little ones froze when they saw him enter.Odell frowned and said in a low voice, "Put the game away and go to sleep."Liam went, "Okay."Isabel obviously had not had enough and pouted.However, she knew that she was no match for him, so she obediently gave the gamepad to her brother and let him put it away.Soon, they climbed into bed.Odell did not leave. He sat on the chair next to their bed and casually opened a storybook.Isabel pouted. "Baddie, I don't wanna hear a bedtime story from you."Odell gave her a cold look.Isabel immediately hid behind Liam.He pursed his lips and put the
Isabel and Liam were also in the living room.Sylvia went to them and played with them.At 9 p.m., it was time for them to go to bed.Sylvia went to their room.After changing them into their pajamas, she watched them lie under the covers, and sat on the little chair at the head of the bed. She took a storybook and softly told them a bedtime story.Soon, the little ones closed their eyes and fell asleep.Sylvia put down the storybook, kissed their cheeks, and walked out of their room.In the living room, Odell was still sitting on the sofa reading a book.He looked up at her when she walked over.Since she met his eyes, she could not pretend she did not see him. Thus, she said, "Isabel and Liam are already asleep."Odell hummed.The sound was light with no extra emotion.However, there was obviously no displeasure either.It seemed like she still had to take the initiative to greet him. She could not pretend not to see him.She quickly walked out.Odell watched her figur
She was her usual self in every aspect. She put her heart into her job and never started trouble so long as nobody tried to start trouble with her. The crew cycled through their locations during their shoot. The constant travel made her skin break out slightly, but there were no other concerns otherwise. The shoot progressed very smoothly and within three months, they managed to wrap up everything at the mountainous region previously mentioned. It was nearly evening when they wrapped up the shoot. Holding a bouquet in hand, she took a group picture with the crew and celebrated with everyone. After that, she planned to hitch a ride with another crew member and leave for home. To their demise, some men in uniform who claimed to be the road maintenance technicians showed up to break the bad news to them. They mentioned that they had to repair some of the roads urgently and so the way home was temporarily obstructed. The director took his phone and called the city hotline fo
He remembered his first meeting with Isabel. She was sitting all by herself on the floor, in the middle of nowhere. Her vulnerable expression only made her more endearing. So, he managed to get her to go to his place and installed her in his home. He fell for her and paid careful attention to all her needs. It did not take long before Isabel caught feelings for him as well. The two of them got together in no time. Their days were plain and ordinary, but also very fulfilling, that was until he met Clarice. With the help of his father, his power struggle with Roland had reached a tipping point. It was at that opportune moment when Clarice’s father saw something in Roland and planned to wed his daughter Clarice to him to join up their families, which was a cause for alarm for Decker. He stressed over it for an entire night before approaching Clarice himself the very next day. Clarice quickly caught feelings for him as well. Furthermore, Roland had been foolish enough to reject
Decker was smiling quite earnestly at Isabel. Isabel threw a deeply suspicious look at him, then she glanced at the stack of documents laid out on top of the table in front of her. “Transferal of Shares.” She was dumbfounded. "I've gone through the contract, it’s safe to sign so go ahead.” Roland picked up a pen and handed it to her. "Roland, I..." "Sign it first, I’ll explain when we get home.” Isabel frowned and tried to protest. "I—" "Don't make me have to beg." Isabel did not know how to respond. Fine. She briefly scanned through the contract. The contract stated Decker’s agreement to transfer the remaining forty percent of his shares in Rockwell Corporation to her. Roland must have talked to the shareholders of Rockwell Corporation about this as well. They all regarded Isabel with polite smiles. Isabel had flipped through the final page of the document. She signed her name on one of the marked-out sections. She proceeded to sign all thr
They ended the call shortly after that. Isabel glanced at Martha and was hesitating if she should break the news right away. Martha seemed to have sensed her staring and suddenly turned to her with a flash of concern. "Isabel, what's wrong?" Isabel took a deep breath and broke the news. "Auntie, Master Rockwell just passed away." Martha's eyes widened. After a lengthy silence that lasted more than ten seconds, she started to break out in tears. She covered her face with her hands and expressed amid bouts of tears mixed with laughter, “Wonderful! About time! I hope he enjoys life in the underworld. God knows that someone like him will never deserve a spot in heaven!” Isabel did not know whether she should celebrate with Martha or console her. Soon, Martha began to collect herself. She briefly wiped away her tears and joyfully took Isabel's hand. "Isabel, let’s go shopping! I’m in such a good mood today, I’m going to go on a shopping spree!” "Okay. But Roland w
Isabel held onto Roland's hand firmly during the entire drive home after leaving the hospital. It was because Roland’s hands were cold and rigid. Isabel sat with him and tirelessly rubbed his hand to keep them warm. After one hand was warm, she would shift her attention to the other. By the time she managed to warm the other hand, the original hand would turn cold again. She decided it was easier to take both of his hands and caress them with the warmth of her palms. Roland looked at her with a gentle glow deep within his eyes. “Thank you, Isabel,” he said softly. Thank you for loving him, and for sticking by his side all this time despite circumstances. Isabel smiled. “I’m just warming your hands, it's no big deal. Still, you’re welcome." Roland smiled faintly and left it at that. Soon, his hands began to warm up off of the heat of Isabel’s palms. When Isabel felt that his hands were no longer freezing, she prepared to pull her hand away. That was when
Decker looked nothing like his usual self. The pompous, arrogant man who held himself far above others and who expected everyone around him to kiss up to him because he was superior to them all. It was as if he had been plunged not only to Earth but a pile of swamp. He had completely lost his usual grace. Isabel said crossly, "Decker, have you gone mental? Is everything going on too much for you?” “Yeah, could you help me?” he said with a coy smile, “Just one hug should be enough to take care of it all.” Isabel rolled her eyes. Without warning, he suddenly braced himself and lunged right at Isabel, stepping past Brandon who was caught off guard by this sudden attack. Isabel barely had time to react. Just when it seemed like his hand was about to graze Isabel, a long pair of arms seized Isabel from behind and jerked her backward. It was swiftly followed by a long, muscular leg shooting outward right next to Isabel. Thump! Decker was kicked to the ground.
"How did you and Roland meet?" Decker suddenly asked. Isabel turned away, fully intent on ignoring him. "Did you meet each other at Carter Corporation? Or did you meet him outside of work and gradually fell in love with him, then you decided to set him up with a position at Carter Corporation?” What did he mean by that? Was he insinuating that Roland was relying on her to snake his way into Carter Corporation? She threw a sideways, belittling look at him. "Do you think Roland is anything like you? He wouldn’t latch on another woman to further his goals.” Decker was not upset by this as he continued with a smug smile. "Oh? Then how did he get into Carter Corporation?" “He proved his worth.” Isabel realized that she had been roped in by Decker again. Nevertheless, she continued, “He passed the interviews himself. I was one of the interviewers and initially planned to dismiss him, but he managed to leave a very good impression on my father and the rest was history.” "
"I never meant to kill him! Roland, you have to believe me. Why would I still try to deceive you when I’m in this state?” “In that case, you can go ahead and explain things to him in the afterlife.” Master Rockwell was taken aback by this, his demeanor tightened. "You...you..." Roland looked at him calmly. "Don’t worry, I won’t hurt you. It was Grandma and my parents who raised me. They instilled morals and virtue into me and made sure I’d grow into a decent man.” Master Rockwell was briefly relieved to hear this, but before he could rid himself of his trepidation, Roland continued in a dark voice, "But I won’t forget about you and Decker bribing all those media outlets to defame Isabel. I know you manipulated the stock prices to try to kick me out of the corporation. I’ll make sure to settle our score through the legal system.” If convicted guilty, they would have to rot in prison. “Roland… listen to me, Roland. Decker is your uncle. If you want revenge, you can come
Master Rockwell must have heard their shifting movements and opened his eyes. When he recognized the faces of Roland and Isabel, there was a brief glow in his murky eyes. He motioned to the nurse to have her help him sit up from the bed. After he managed to position himself seated up against the head of the bed, he asked the nurse to leave. Then he cast a loving, tender smile on Roland and Isabel. “Roland, Isabel, please have a seat.” Roland said disinterestedly, "We have things to get to, just hurry up and tell us what you have to say." Isabel stayed silent. A look flashed in Master Rockwell's eyes. Then, he turned to Isabel and expressed regretfully, "Isabel, I’m a foolish old man, it was me who told Decker to leak pictures of you two. He had no choice because I forced him to do so. If you have to blame someone, blame me!” Isabel frowned. She was somewhat impressed by how smoothly the old man switched his mask from one to another. From a forlorn and sad state t